Thursday, January 23, 2003

The Palace

Taste the bitterness, as fury escapes my lips.
My tongue, you will no longer hear.
Last chance you will have to fold your ears.

Watch the concrete doors, as they close forever.
You were the last to enter.
None will come thereafter.

Listen to the guards, as they laugh at your endeavors.
Your welcome has been depleted.
You have won; I have been defeated.

Feel my pain, as you see my bleeding heart on display.
Remember you were last to strike, before internal eruption.
You were the breaking point of my destruction.

Breathe in the stench of decay, as I lie in the dungeon.
Warn the others to stay far away from my vindictive lair.
My sullen soul dares not to love, wishes not to care.



I taste the cherry waters, as I sink in animosity.
Ambulant currents devoured my faith in humanity.
The vines along the walls, stole my individuality.

I watch those I know, as I laugh mirthlessly.
For they tolerate love's malevolent ways.
Meanwhile, I lie resting in desolate caves.
                    
I listen to their pleas, as they pray I live not in loathing.
Disgust swallowed me entirely, down to my very core.
It is far too late; do not bother praying for me anymore.

I feel hate's evil aide, invading my insides.
My strength has corroded slowly, with each love-shed tear.
I face darkness now; too diluted and meek to battle its wicked sneer.

I breathe in the odor of my own fear, for this was never my intention.
I desired only to be loved for all that I am, and everything I exemplify.
But eyes do not immerse into others as profoundly as mine. 

Sunday, January 19, 2003

One Last Time

Take my hand one last time.
Look at me with old eyes.
Tell me everything will be okay.
Say you're not going to leave me this way.

Lay with me outside one last time.
Speak to me with no lies.
Tell me you have always cared.
Say you'll remember the times we've shared.

Make me smile one last time.
Remind me that with laughter, sorrow dies.
Tell me your comic role has just begun.
Say there are millions of laughs still to come.

Hold me in your arms one last time.
Promise me you will never say goodbye.
Tell me amity resides, though our love has died.
Say you'll stay by my side, without feeling obliged.

Comfort me one last time.
Wipe the tears from my cheek as I cry.
Tell me I have lost only a lover, not my best friend.
Say "one last time" is irrelevant since we are far from the end.

Saturday, January 4, 2003

Trust in Instinct

Gorgeous eyes, painted with the oceans' sheerest hues.
Brilliant smile; capable of lightening the deepest dark blues.
Free spirited as if the world had no control.
Beyond humane; truly a compassionate soul.
Dreams like fire, you burn with ambition.
Boundless intellect, infused with great intuition.
Strong views and beliefs account for interesting conversation.
Your words rise above shallow waters and offer great stimulation.

Diverse man; you satisfy my incessant need for variety.
Even so, mysterious aspects instill me with curiosity.
Entirely taken by you...all that you are...all you long to be.
I see a man with a genuine core, yet my eyes often deceive me.
Unable to turn away, in hopes all this may be true.
So now, I must trust in instinct and open my heart to you.
Eliminating the walls, I completely lay myself on the line.
Please be cautious though, for parts of me remain lost in time.

Sunday, December 22, 2002

Detest You

Ears of steel.
Eyes of fire.
Sewn limbs.
Unchained tongue.
Cryptic heart.
Brutal thoughts.
Crimson shadows.
Lie here.
Like me.
Feel it!
How is it?
Dead inside.
Yet still alive.
...You did this. 

Sunday, December 1, 2002

Leave Me Here World

Leave me here world.
Allow me to lie stationary.
I want nothing to do with this day.
Grant me the peace of residing in my lover's arms.
Here, I am free from worries...free from harm.

Leave me here world.
Take me away not from the warmth of his hands.
But release me from the coldness of your lands.
Do not make the sweetness of his kiss, sour.
Please stop time from spinning past this hour.

Leave me here world.
Let me lie here with him, my mind is at ease.
Must you insist upon disregarding my pleas?
Do not deprive me of resting where my heart is content.
Just once, let me enjoy a second of life without your constant torment.


Please...leave me here world...just simply leave me be! 

Saturday, October 12, 2002

Silence

I know all I need to; it is visible within your hesitance.
Your sudden coldness has robbed me of our intimate acquaintance.
Pain compels my innermost thoughts to await your divergence.
Still, animosity gives me strength to walk away without repentance.
I am finished with your ignorance and resistance.
Evidence exhibits the inept possibility of coexistence.
Exhausted by the thrashings of your indifference.
I am not senseless; I know the precedents of each pretense.
Release me from the awareness of your existence.
Assist me with your demise this instance.
I must acquire the distance of your every essence.
I wish not to be within inches of your malicious presence.
Though anger craves vengeance, it will come with reminiscence.
Retract all the emptiness you imposed and give me your silence.
Do not hound me any longer with your egocentric persistence.
Pitch your shit to another, I have lost all patience. 

Sunday, October 6, 2002

Empty Shell

His eccentricity disappeared tonight.
Heaved the mask from which he hid.
The one who stands before me is unrecognizable.
It cannot be my love, my friend; he could not be so morbid.

You disgust me, I did not fall for this...this...thing that meets my sight.
It was a unique and multifaceted soul that attained my adoration.
Sadly, I was misguided to trust I knew your true face after all these years.
Either you played a role in a show or your character took on alteration.

When remorse and empathy consume you, do not bother crying out.
Deaf to anything that slips through your crooked little teeth.
Reflect then, upon the shallow, inconceivable words you proclaimed.
So finicky, yet you do not deserve someone from even the lowest heath.

I guess I had you mistaken for someone else.
Someone who gave a damn about something besides himself.
You are but an empty shell of what I thought you to be.
All correlations have subsided; just offer me the absence of your petty self.

Thursday, October 3, 2002

Overlooked Spirit

We lay here beneath the sapphire sky, where our hearts are forever outspoken.
The moon illuminates the heavens perfectly, as does the glow of the fire upon your face.

Our eyes fix themselves upon the stars as we speak of theories and beliefs.
The fire calms, autumn chills bring me closer to your warmth.

Your eyes target mine while your lips move slightly...sound does not follow.
Hesitation allows silence to crash our conversation.

Do not say it...I know you, I know what you are thinking...please keep it to yourself.
Do not verbalize the feelings you sense tonight, because tomorrow they will vanish.

I know you are not in love with me...do not ruin this night by questioning that.
There wouldn't be inquiries or doubts to ponder, if you loved me.

Your indecisive charades are more than just tearing me apart.
I am constantly sinking in the torment of you.

Oblivion must have stolen your sight, since the pain has painted itself upon my face.
You finish my sentences, yet are blind to all emotions exemplified towards you.

Do not look at me with such intensity; it only fills my heart with hope.
Do not come too close; I promise I will crumble in your hands.

You have no right to wonder why I am not in your arms tonight.
It is you, who continues to build the walls of your heart's fortress.

My soul lied within each attempt made to express my love for you.
Unappreciated efforts followed by unemotional reactions.

You wish to dismiss loneliness, yet love seems to be an unbearable hell.
I never knew the devil would give the world to see you smile.

Do not speak of sentiments now; it is much too late.
Do not reach for me now that I'm gone; I am too far away.

It is impossible; you just cannot love with one foot already outside the doorway.
Consequently, this passionate persona no longer holds vacancy for common tepid creatures.

I gave myself to you entirely, only to gain mirrored measures of disregard.
How heart wrenching it is to love someone so significantly, who feels nothing in return.

I cannot allow my overlooked spirit to revel in this non-existent romance any longer.
No more mazes or hurdles, at this moment, please know my love has been revoked.   

Tuesday, September 24, 2002

Addiction

Demure eyes turn and just fall short of vicious.
An innocent smile; suddenly malicious.

That sinful stare burns through my flesh.
Straight to the beating inside my chest.

Sultry fingers lose themselves in the mess of my hair.
Your touch leaves my mind blank and body bare.

Winter cherries flavor your kiss.
Poison tongued, I lay filled with bliss.

You are an irresistible addiction in demand.
Soon to be weak, clutched in the palm of your hungry little hand.

Anything so amazing has to entail a wicked strategy.
I must fight the hunger now and overcome this lustful dependency. 

Monday, August 26, 2002

Dressings of Expression

In a daze, staring at naked paper once again.
Wanting to clothe it with emotions, tailored in black ink.
Scatter brained, I cannot make my thoughts coincide.

You approach the entryway of my mind and situate yourself on the outside.
You will not get through the barriers I have built for the past ten years.
Never again will my heart control my mind when your fatherless essence draws near.
My hand will not play translator for the two any longer.

Still I sit with a blank gaze, tying to pour out feelings trapped within me.
Why am I incapable of smothering a lifeless tree with meaningful expression?
Empty headed, I reach for a time when I was entirely content with life.

Days of being young and naive come back to me.
Games our juvenile minds' created to fill the sunlight hours.
We imagined growing up together and staying friends forever.
Children are so innocently simplistic, they believe in only the best of everything.

My eyes fall out of focus as the words begin to dance in a murky haze.
Delusion creates a harmonious piece of work, yet its ambiance is vacant.
I cannot set my sight on any one particular notion.

Thoughts of the one gone astray and various heartaches flash before my heavy eyes.
I would take my last breath to consume the sensations of love once again.
I come by only those who inflict pain and hide behind false faces.
All the pain has weathered, yet still I weep in waiting for the one I cannot find.

Exhausted now, concentration slips through the grasp of my feeble fist.
Hours of darkness hush as daybreak screams out for me to pursue slumber.
My frustration subsides...just as adequately as this canvas is dressed...I can rest.